Chapter 141

A Mizmor of David.

1

Yahuah, I cry unto you: make haste unto me; give ear unto my voice, when I cry unto you.

2

Let my prayer be set forth before you as incense; and the lifting up of my hands as the evening sacrifice.

3

Set a watch, O Yahuah, before my mouth; guard the door of my lips.

4

Incline not my heart to any evil thing, to practice wicked works with men that work iniquity: and let me not eat of their dainties.

5

Let the righteous smite me; it shall be a kindness: and let him reprove me; it shall be an excellent oil, which shall not break my head: for yet my prayer also shall be in their calamities.

6

When their judges are overthrown in stony places, they shall hear my words; for they are sweet.

7

Our bones are scattered at She'ol's mouth, as when one cuts and cleaves wood upon the earth.

8

But my eyes are unto you, O Yahuah Adonai: in you is my trust; leave not my soul destitute.

9

Guard me from the snares which they have laid for me, and the gins of the workers of iniquity.

10

Let the wicked fall into their own nets, while that I withal escape.



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